Chapter 22 It’s of course a pleasure to cooperate with you

"Me?" Long Yilan pointed at herself and frowned, "What did I do? Why are you arresting me?"

She nimbly avoided the three men in black clothes who came forward to arrest her.

"No, buddy, you are not even as tall as me, arrest me?" Long Yilan turned sideways and kicked away the man who wanted to shock her with a stun gun, sneering, "Who gave you the confidence to beat me? Huh?"

The other two heard Long Yilan's almost sarcastic words, anger appeared on their faces, and even forgot the rule in the base that it was not allowed to use supernatural powers to hurt people.

Brown earth thorns rose from the ground and were then crushed by a vine. He looked at the person who made the move, and it was Chu Wanyue who was standing at the gate with a sullen face.

She didn't care what the purpose of this group of people was, but who dared to hurt their people?

Let's get past her first!

"Well done!" Long Yilan threw the last man to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. She caught a glimpse of Chu Wanyue's movements and couldn't help but praise, "So handsome."

Chu Wanyue paused, and the tips of her ears turned a faint pink, fortunately covered by her long hair.

"You! How dare you hit me?!" The short-haired woman was so angry that she stared with disbelief in her tone.

"Waste! Hurry up and catch them!" She pointed at the three men who were rolling on the ground in pain, and then looked at Gao Yuqing behind her, "You, you go catch them too!"

Gao Yuqing was so angry that he almost laughed. He used his people, scolded his people, and now he was asked to offend this group of people he couldn't afford to offend?

Without even looking at the short-haired woman, he walked forward, bowed to Gu Bingchen and apologized: "I'm sorry, my people were reckless. I was not the one leading the search this time."

The implication was to find the culprit, and he was just a thug.

Gu Bingchen raised his eyes: "Are you done making trouble?"

The short-haired woman was about to expose her identity and scold her loudly, but when her eyes met Gu Bingchen's indifferent eyes, her back felt cold.

He raised his chin slightly, and his voice was cold: "Get out after the trouble, do you need me to treat you?"

Gao Yuqing didn't even think about it, and walked forward and grabbed a few of his men and ran out of the villa, as if there was some kind of monster inside.

"You! You just wait for me!" The short-haired woman bit her lip, glared at a few people angrily, stepped on high heels, and rushed out of the door.

Tang Yichao had just finished washing the dishes and walked out the door. He looked at the people going away with a piece of dental floss in his mouth: "What are they doing here? Are they sick?"

"Who is that short-haired woman? I don't think I've ever seen her before." Chu Wanyue closed the gate of the villa yard, blocking the curious eyes from outside.

"Well, it seems her name is Gu Huan." Tang Yichao's ability to search for information is not as fast and efficient as Chu Wanyue's, but he is a chatterbox and likes to chat with passers-by the most. Sometimes they chat for half an hour. When

I went out that morning, I also saw the short-haired woman leading people to search everywhere. The arrogant look was disgusting, so I asked the passers-by who were watching the show on the side of the road.

"Oh, you're talking about her." The passerby said, "Her name is Gu Hua, she's the niece of the director of the research institute, and I heard she's pretty amazing."

Is there such a person?

Tang Yichao skillfully took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and put them in the passerby's hand, asking, "Why haven't I seen her before?"

Seeing this, the passerby smiled happily, grabbed the melon seeds and started eating them, smacking his lips, and said, "I've seen you before, you're Tang Yichao, you just came back these two days, right?"

"Yes, I didn't expect I was so famous, hahaha." Tang Yichao embarrassedly shook his head.

"That's not surprising. This Gu Huan is a D-level psychic. We just found her a few days ago." The passerby only ate two or three melon seeds and put the rest back into his bag with care. "The reason we know this is because the research institute introduced her in a special and grand manner."

Tang Yichao grasped the key information: "D-level psychic? What kind of power?"

The passerby touched his chin and thought for a long time, and said in an uncertain tone: "It seems to be a healing power."

"Healing power?!"

Chu Wanyue was surprised: "There is such a power?"

Her reaction now was exactly the same as Tang Yichao's when he just heard this sentence, equally unbelievable.

"Healing ability? I've never heard of it." Chu Wanyue sat on the sofa, hugging the pillow, still feeling stunned, "Healing, as the name suggests, means it can heal wounds."

"Then what do you think, can the zombie virus be cured?" She whispered softly.

Gu Bingchen looked calm: "It's not known whether it's true or not yet. No one has seen her use her ability to heal people, right?"

He looked at Tang Yichao.

The latter nodded: "Yes, I heard that it's because her mental strength is very low, and she will faint every time she heals, so she hasn't used it in front of the public yet."

"Well, pay more attention to the research institute in the future." Gu Bingchen found it difficult to distinguish the research center in Ningcheng from the research institute in the base.

There are too many coincidences that can't be explained, so it's always good to be vigilant.

"Gu Bingchen, I want to make a deal with you." Jiang Yunqi suddenly stood up and stretched out three fingers in front of him, "I only need three promises from you."

Gu Bingchen raised his eyebrows, his lips curled up slightly, staring at the person in front of him, and said slowly: "Oh~ what deal?"

"Follow me." Jiang Yunqi went upstairs.

The door of the study slowly closed, leaving the three people downstairs looking at each other.

Long Yilan frowned and thought, she seemed to guess what their admiral was going to trade.

Healing...

The only thing related to healing is the healing gun.

If Lao Xie was here, there should be a healing cabin.

Compared with the former, the latter is more effective. As long as you are not dead, you can be pulled back from the gates of hell.

In the study, the two sat face to face.

"You mean... this thing can be used for treatment?" Gu Bingchen put on the gold-rimmed glasses that he always used to show off, and his eyes fell on a milky white gun-shaped object on the table.

Jiang Yunqi took out a clean, brand-new dagger from the space and cut his left wrist directly. Blood immediately gushed out, and the study was filled with the smell of blood and... a faint floral scent.

This little pain was nothing to him. He picked up the treatment gun on the table, turned on the switch, and scanned the sharp blade twice.

Within a minute, the wound stopped bleeding and new flesh and blood began to grow.

Gu Bingchen's attention was not on such a magical object at all. Instead, his eyes were glued to a crimson block on Jiang Yunqi's wrist, which looked like a birthmark.

He grabbed Jiang Yunqi's wrist and gently rubbed his thumb over the crimson block, asking, "What is this? A birthmark?"

There seemed to be an electric current flowing through the place touched by Gu Bingchen, and there was a strange numbing feeling. Jiang Yunqi suddenly pulled back his hand and said lightly, "No, it's a scar."

Scar?

Gu Bingchen lowered his eyes. What kind of attack could leave such a large scar on the wrist.

"Can't the treatment gun remove this scar?" His eyes swept across the flawless white skin on the other side of the wrist.

The wound had healed. If it weren't for the blood on his wrist, Jiang Yunqi would have looked like he hadn't been injured.

Jiang Yunqi lowered his eyes, touched the slightly wrinkled and red scar with his right hand, and said, "It's not the gun's fault."

This scar came from a large-scale sneak attack by the Zerg.

It wasn't that the gun couldn't heal this scar, it was that he had no time to heal it, countless Zerg rushed to the camp desperately.

They spent more than half a month, and finally won a short-lived victory at a tragic price. This victory was also the most important battle for him to become a general.

Gu Bingchen keenly noticed that Jiang Yunqi's interest was declining, his eyes flickered slightly, and he changed the subject: "This healing gun is not a power source, so how to power it?"

Jiang Yunqi lowered his eyes and put away his negative emotions. The healing gun was almost completely white, but there was a light blue depression on the inside of the handle: "Put the crystal core in and use the energy of the crystal core."

In the past, this place was used to store energy stones, but there were no energy stones on Blue Star at this time, so crystal cores could only be used as a substitute.

And he had experimented, and the energy used by crystal cores could also heal wounds.

Perhaps, the energy of energy stones and crystal cores is of the same origin.

Unfortunately, he was not good at deeper experiments.

However, judging from the fact that the crystal core can heal the rioting spiritual sea, the energy it contains should not be much different from the energy stone. It

would be nice if Erge was here.

This is the first time that Jiang Yunqi's thoughts are in sync with Long Yilan.

Gu Bingchen is a smart man. He knows that Jiang Yunqi has many secrets, including the Long Yilan downstairs. He did not choose to ask where this high-tech thing came from. After weighing the pros and cons, the treatment of guns is more beneficial than harmful. He looked directly at Jiang Yunqi: "What promise do you want?" After

nearly a month of getting along, Jiang Yunqi has some understanding of him. The man in front of him is quick-witted and thoughtful. His personality can be regarded as cold and ruthless. He does things for the sake of profit, but deep in his heart there is an insurmountable bottom line. Compared with some people who pretend to be friendly and generous, he is more inclined to cooperate with such people.

"First, I don't want anyone else to know about my deal with you, including the three requests I agreed to."

Gu Bingchen nodded: "Yes, okay."

"Second, I hope you can keep these secrets unless necessary..." Jiang Yunqi couldn't find any suitable words for a moment.

"I understand, what about the third one?" Gu Bingchen took out a piece of paper with the deal between the two of them listed on it, looking serious.

Jiang Yunqi looked away: "The third one? I haven't thought about it yet, keep it."

"Okay, take a look at what I wrote and see if there is any problem. If there is no problem, let's sign our names on it."

The black words on the white background detailed the details of their deal.

"Yes, no problem." Jiang Yunqi signed his name.

This was the first time Gu Bingchen saw Jiang Yunqi's handwriting. The handwriting was like the person, and the pen was sharp.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell these things to others?" Gu Bingchen prepared two agreements, one with him and one for Jiang Yunqi.

Jiang Yunqi smiled: "Don't be afraid."

Gu Bingchen: "Why?"

"Because I left a mental mark on you." Jiang Yunqi put away the agreement and put it back on the space button. "The second before you say it, you will faint because of the pain in your brain."

"Oh, so that's it, what a coincidence, I also drugged you." Gu Bingchen's smile became more and more brilliant, "Remember to ask me for the antidote every month."

He handed Jiang Yunqi a white pill wrapped in a candy paper: "This is for this month."

Jiang Yunqi swallowed the white pill without hesitation, and a glimmer of light flashed across his dark eyes. He said: "Happy cooperation."

"Of course, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

The dazzling sun outside cast a glimmer of light through the curtains, and the two smiled at each other.